I was crossing a rough set of tracks in a 28-wheel diesel truck in October of 2013 when to my astonishment and horror, the crossing gates suddenly dropped, the red lights began to flash, and the warning bells rang. With not even time to think, all I could do was tighten my grip on the… Read More Hit by a Train
His scream sucked me cold out of sleep. It had just turned midnight and as the dream evaporated, I did not know I would rest again only after dawn. My son had woken—yet again to spit thick, cloudy coughs into a waiting mountain of Kleenex. Tennyson cried, holding the ice pack down on his head,… Read More Where Beauty Dare Thrive
The starship engine spins in winged centrifuge. The growing list of tasks in the mission multiplies its rotational speed and efficiency as the system expands tirelessly to accommodate demands. That is my brain. THiS is HIS: A white hum. The wheels dance easily between movement and stillness. Any information that streams in faster than homeostasis… Read More Time: Lessons From a Dying Brain
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This guest post is written by K. Badgers, a valued contributor to this blog. “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.” ~ George Santayana Memory is intrinsically entwined with politics – there are restrictions on who is deemed important enough to remain in the history books and…
March 2003, Journal Friends were ready to call 911 this week. Painfully sleep-deprived with glands really bad off, I attempted a home sauna. I didn’t realize it’d be too much after last week’s sauna at the gym. I drank at least a gallon of water this time but started seeing lights flash in the bathroom.… Read More The Land of the Living
It still hurts to swallow, and I can feel I’m not quite drug-free. I managed to contain my thoughts this morning, not ramble into the thicket of fear or worry about bleeding and complications. Though it was cold—of course it was cold —I focused on the moment. Milked how nice the nurses were and asked… Read More Twilight
You might run for the thrill. You sail into the zone, keep on like you’re under a spell. I wish it came so naturally to me, wish these limbs would move with knowing. I run because I was terrible at it. And I’m less terrible the more I do it. I run to silence the… Read More Why I Run
Correct, he’s never had it. Even here, it’s pseudo cream – really just cold, sweetened coconut milk. But I can live with his record broken at six years, four months. Tennyson has never been given candy, chocolate, jelly beans. You get the picture. Sugar weakens the immune system and feeds pathogens. Food so cold not… Read More The Boy Who Never Had Ice Cream
We interrupt this program to bring you Food News with the Holistic Chef. Rather than wait until the end of the year, let me go ahead and introduce the blog that was my first love. Was. This blog – where I write you from – has stolen my heart and I have largely you to… Read More My Holistic Table
This post will make more sense if you’ve read the introduction. Two days ago, my husband said, “I gashed my leg. I need your apocalyptic stuff.” Holistic Husband had trouble with apothecary. Here we go, in alphabetical order of Uh-Ohs: Bites and Stings Repellent The majority of popular brands contains deet, highly toxic especially for… Read More First Aid from my Apothecary: Bugs, Bumps, Cuts, Poison, Sun
A Holistic Journey 